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“Stars are quite beautiful tonight, aren’t they?” The Drenchen mummered staring up into the night sky admiring the view. The stars shown bright in the smallest sisters moonlight. Still when Gurjin glanced down to see Rian naked in between his legs, lips wrapped around his cockhead, he had to admit that made for a far more beautiful sight. From beneath a curtain of dark and blue strands of hair, peaked out a pair of lovely sky-blue eyes staring straight into the drenchen’s own.

“Hmmm?”

The Stonewood made a questioning noise in the back of his throat.  “Nothing important, you’re doing lovely Rian.” At this the smaller gelling merely rolled  his eyes, before bringing a hand up to cup a pair of large balls, slowly massaging them in hand as a soft mouth licked and mouthed from base to tip. Gurjin reached out with a large callused hand caressing and petting Rian’s head, playing with his hair as the Stonewood began sucking again, with each bob of the head taking in more and more of the Drenchen cock into his mouth.

Though pulling off when he felt the drenchens grip tighten and his moans become desperate.

Laying back Rian gestured to his own manhood neglected.

Gurjin snorted in amusement before tackling the stoneling and setting about returning the favor.

All the while callus hands played with brown/blue stands and admired sky blue eyes.

“Blue truly is the color of luck.” He mused, as Rians needy moans filled his ears.

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Ordon is newly made Stonewood guard of the Maudra Vala, though young he has endured thousands of hours of vigorous training, countless hours sparring, climbing tricky mountain paths, facing off against the worst beasts the endless forest had to offer when they wandered to close to Stone-In-The-Wood.

None of that could have possibly prepared Ordon for the podling bar riot, or specifically the cause of said riot.

A pair of perky glitter-stained tits waving in his face belonging to one topless Shoni, a infamous trouble maker within the Stonewood clan. Tonight, her mischief and mayhem had caused a minor riot as she and her gang had whipped up the crowd into a rancorous frenzy, music blaring from Pombo’s band as the singing grew thunderous , drunken brawls broke out and at one point an Ordon was sure an orgy broke out.

Shoni seemed at the center of it all, singing, dancing, catching gems with her tits and the occasional keg stand, while not a soul in Stone-In-The Wood could get any rest.

Sending his fellow Maudra honor guards to subdue the more rambunctious podlings, Ordon sought out the oblivious Shoni determined to arrest the young lassywings and restore peace.

Only when he grabbed the stoneling lass he got a face full of tits as she jumped him, legs locking around his waist and chest pressed against him.

“Oh Ordon! Fancy seeing you here! Are you finally ready to let loose?” She giggled out.

“Ma’am I am placing you under arrest.” Ordon muffled against her chest, desperately trying to escape trough a mouthful of glitter.

“Oh, kinky I’m up for handcuff play.” She stated coyly, only yelping in surprise as the gelling pried her off him before slinging the drunken lassywings over his shoulder, making a bid for the exit as the crowd cheered them past.

Ordon breathed in deeply the fresh night air once they were outside. Glad to clear his senses as he began the short trek to the Rascal Hole-

“Ma’am hands off my ass.”

“But its so muscled! I could play the drums on these!” She squealed in delight slapping his arse to a drumbeat.

A long trek to the Rascal Hole it seemed was in store for Ordon.